The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-08-05
Storias of Bow.

we were Always Town boys VINO
but town boy could have been the
hero Of such tale as this? One of
us, when only three or four years old.
vas on d visit to the country. To him,
many of the commonest objects of coun-
Try life were novel. SO much SO, that
even horse quietly grazing in road
side field, was accounted worthy OF
special attention, and was accordingly
pointed out TO the young toWnsman
''See Arthur. there's horse" The
reply was as prompt as il was unex-
pected; That's not horse; it's
cowl' mo, no, that one over there;
and the horse was pointed out again
Remonstrance, however, were in rain,
for the youngster still held to his theo-
ry. 1T isn't a horse, = he declared
with an air Of conviction based on ex-
perience "it isn't horse. It's cowl
Horses has cabs, to 'emf'' And no
amount of argument could induce the
young townsman to entertain the bare
idea Of horse without cab
AT one time we had little sister.
Her immediate predecessors had
among his toys an india-rubbcr doll
that squeaked on being hammered in
the stomach. One day the nurse left
the bahy-girl quietly sleeping in the
cradle, with her youngest brother
playing contentedly in the room. Be-
fore long. the nurse was brought bHck
BY loud cries from the baby; and on
hurrylng to find reason for this dis
turDance, soon discovered II. Not
understanding that there was any ma
terial difference between the doll and
bis baby-sistcr, it had occurred 60 the
young gentleman, who had probably
heard the baby cry, that the cries were
produced in the same manner III both
instances Fired with o mistaken
ambition to make the new dolly cry
for himself: he had promptly seized
the opportunity afforded by the nurses
absence, and was vigorously pounding
bis sisters stomach, accompanying
each thrust by the command, "Queak,
dollyr queakn and delightedly I'M
creasing the power Of bis tattoo as the
unfortunate baby's cries grew louder.
Another brother, staying at the time
with his grandmother. was very rest
less one afternoon, and not content
with admiring the view from the vim
dow himself. must needs draw his
grandmotherss attention again and
again to passing objects AT last he
espied policeman, and asked: Whats
he looking for, gam map Heg{ was
an opening for weIl-merited reproof
and the reply was no doubt intended to
crush the juvenile questioner: "Oh, 7
should think he's looking for naughty
little boysl'' But the watch at the
window was resumed, and before long
another policeman came in sight. to be
greeted by a delighted exclamation.
that called forth from the grandmother
the pointed inquiry: well. what's he
pgOhlllS AOL LE4t3 LUIS tlauG ~ WAS knC
youngsters turn, and it was with an
air Of steady conviction that he an
nounced; II should think he's looking
for naughty gam masf'
The same young gentleman early
marked partiality for the
fair sex, and returning one evening
from children's party, was heard to
complain il very injured tones a
wis little girls mammals wouldn't put
50 many pins in 'ena l just put my
arms round one Of der neeks, and
pricked myself ever sof''
A youngster under four years old
was going from home for awhile. His
governess was to be left behind; and
feigning deep sorrow at his abandon
ment of her, she asked what she was TO
do while he was away. "Oh, sit on a
mossy tone and weep was the quick
and apt reply, worthy Of aproverbial
philosopher himself. Chambers Joar-
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